Friday, December 04, 2009

I'll be a poor damned fool teacher if my students remain nothing but "my students", speaking cut and paste words from my thoughts . . . for the essence of education is not to produce new generations which are simply a carbon copy of our generation, but to empower new generations with freedom of thoughts, to construct their own thoughts . . . for they dwell in the house of future which we can not visit, even in our dreams

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I am not sure I'd like to visit this house of dreams as you call it. I absolutely agree with you as far as the essence of teaching is concerned but I see my students following their parents' consumer's dream and be perfectly happy with their new cell phone and Xbox. The only thing I can do is not to give up and keep on trying to make them think as much as they can, even on a basic level. If I can influence just a little bit one of them and distract their attention away from football or fashion:), for me this is success.

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